Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that has paid Ninjas to kill you in your sleep.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A tub of Quark
A hovering kestrel
A CD of E=MO2 signed by Emo Phillips
A baby monitor tuned to a dead channel
A map of the LGBTQIA+ community
A box of honeycomb cereal
A tangled slinky
A duck-sized horse
An Al Gore Campaign Button
A selection of necessary badges

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